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Den spring rolls back, cycle spins again. Vika’s still dere, but now I’m her “research buddy.” “All things return,” movie whispers—true dat! I’m hooked on da human side, not da dirty stuff. Prostitutes ain’t juz bodies, dey’re stories—gritty, real, messy. “Lightbulb!”—dat’s vhat I’d tell ya, mate, if ya wanna find one. Look past da stereotypes, see da soul. Oh, and don’t be a dick—pay em fair, ya cheap bastard! Now, I’m off—gotta watch dat movie again, cry like a baby!

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After the museum, I’m feeling a bit peckish again. I wander down to the shopping street, Chūō-dōri. It’s packed with shops and food stalls. I spot a takoyaki stand and can’t resist. I order a plate, and while I’m waiting, I see this cute dog. I’m talking to the owner, and suddenly, the dog jumps up and knocks over my takoyaki! Nooooo!

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